The scene of Beichuan Si carrying Tsukishima Risa in one hand while questioning was a bit too bizarre.
This made Qian Xia Chiyuki unsure of what to say, so she could only whisper, "Beichuan, be careful when you put her down, Risa's physical condition isn't particularly good."
Beichuan Si glanced at Qian Xia Chiyuki from the corner of his eye and finally let out a contemplative sound, sending a wisp of death energy into the other's nostrils.
The previously aggressive Tsukishima Risa instantly quieted down. Her limbs, which were still flailing a moment ago, now hung limply.
"Beichuan?!" Qian Xia Chiyuki called out worriedly.
"Don't worry, I just made her sleep for a bit. She wasn't in a state where I could act." Beichuan Si's expression remained calm, and as the faint black energy circulated, the death energy was retracted, laying Tsukishima Risa flat on the bed.
He observed the pajama-clad Tsukishima Risa with a contemplative look.
